Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 38 Underhand

The masked man's words made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his blood seemed to have frozen.

He thought he could survive by impersonating Gao Bin, but it turned out the other party wanted to kill Gao Bin.

"I am not Gao Bin!" the man shouted.

He was almost driven crazy. Of the five, he was the least timid. Back then, it was because the team lacked someone with medical knowledge that they dragged him onto the pirate ship.

Apart from the person he killed with a single shot of air, the other three didn't think much of him.

"Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't, are you making a fool of me?" The masked man ignored the man's cries.

"Big brother, please let me go! I'll do whatever you ask! I'll even eat shit! Please spare me!" The man clung to the masked man's leg, pleading incessantly.

"Let me think, how was it supposed to be done? I think it was to slit the throat?" The masked man picked up a dagger and brandished it against the man's neck. "I remember it was supposed to be done using some special technique, cutting the carotid artery without damaging the trachea?"

"He is not Gao Bin."

At this moment, Wang Dafu walked over and said, "Didn't I show you Gao Bin's photo before? Gao Bin is a criminal police officer. Do you think his behavior is like that of a police officer?"

Upon hearing this, the masked man was quite disappointed.

"Of course I know he's not Gao Bin."

The man's face lit up with hope as he waited for the masked man to continue.

"I just wanted to tease him a bit. Don't you find it funny how he changes his expression from ecstasy to fear all the time?"

The masked man's cruel and merciless words shattered their last hope.

"Hey, smile again, maybe I'll let you off the hook if I'm in a better mood?"

The masked man continued to encourage him to keep performing.

But the man ignored him and stood up indifferently. As soon as he stood still, he suddenly sprang up and stabbed the masked man in the neck with a syringe, his face filled with hysterical madness.

Having experienced several ups and downs, he was completely desperate. Now he just wanted the masked man to give him a quick death so he could stop suffering mental torment.

"Boring."

The masked man grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up, watching him struggle in mid-air until he died.

Wang Dafu, who was standing next to him, turned his head and slowly closed his eyes.

Just a few days ago, he dared to argue with the masked man, but faced with his current state, Wang Dafu didn't dare to speak up easily.

At the same time, Wang Dafu also developed a great fear of that crying face mask. It was because the masked man kept using the power of that mask that his personality gradually changed.

The masked man approached the two men he had previously knocked to the ground to check if they were still alive.

Just as the masked man confirmed there were no survivors, the warehouse welcomed a new guest.

It was Gao Bin.

"Officer Gao, you've finally arrived! What have you been dawdling outside for so long? Calling for backup?" The masked man opened his arms as if to give Gao Bin a loving hug.

"Hands behind your head, body against the wall!" Gao Bin shouted, pulling out his pistol and pointing it at the masked man as he looked at the corpses and bloodstains on the ground.

Although he knew that this statement was utter nonsense to the mask.

In fact, Gao Bin had already rushed to the warehouse when the first shot rang out. He witnessed the man stabbing his accomplice to death with a syringe outside the warehouse.

If the man responsible for administering the tranquilizers to the hostages hadn't killed his accomplice, Gao Bin would have immediately rushed in to stop the masked man.

But the man, in order to survive, did not hesitate to impersonate him and was worried that if his identity was exposed, he would kill his companion on the spot. He didn't want to worry about the life or death of such a scoundrel in the fight with the masked man, so he simply watched the masked man make his move.

Some people are not worth saving.

"To be honest, I'm a little curious why Mr. Thousand Faces specifically named you as his target." The masked man rambled on as he approached Gao Bin. "Your previous target was Yue Chongshan, but suddenly you've changed from the head of an underground organization to a lowly detective. What's so special about you? Or are you the illegitimate son of some high-ranking official?"

As the masked man drew closer, Gao Bin fired a shot right in front of him: "Hands behind your head, body against the wall!"

"Officer Gao, pistols aren't as useful as you think." The masked man charged towards Gao Bin with both legs raised. "Times have changed!"

His original intention was to first beat Gao Bin into immobility using the same method, and then kill Gao Bin according to the method described by Mr. Thousand Faces. However, this time his fist did not hit his abdomen but was firmly grasped by a hand covered with this black unidentified substance.

The masked man was somewhat shocked. He knew that his strength had already broken through the limits of the human body. The force of his full-force punch was as high as 300 kilograms. Although he had restrained some of his strength for fear of killing Gao Bin with one punch, it was definitely not something an ordinary person could withstand.

Looking at the hand that was gripping his fist, the masked man looked up at Gao Bin, who said softly, "Kid, you're still young."

After saying that, Gao Bin replicated a classic scene of a certain green-skinned god swinging, grabbed the masked man's arm, swung him around, and then slammed him hard to the ground.

The shock was so great that the masked man felt as if his internal organs were about to be displaced. He only felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood onto his mask.

Gao Bin walked up to him, took off the crying face mask, and put it aside. Underneath the mask was a blood-stained face that looked no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

A swing like that would be too much for even a cow, let alone a human.

Without the mask's enhancement, the masked man's aura immediately weakened, and his once-red skin began to lose its color, turning deathly pale.

"The power of heavy armor." The masked man stared at Gao Bin with wide eyes, vomiting blood. There was no fear in his eyes, only a thirst for power.

"Has he gone mad?" Gao Bin sighed, calmly looking at the masked man. He had seen too many ordinary people like him who had been corrupted. They were completely insane and beyond saving. If they weren't dealt with, they would eventually be devoured by some monster as nourishment.

Ignoring the half-dead masked man, Gao Bin turned his gaze to Wang Dafu not far away, "Do you want to lie on the ground like him or stand up properly?"

Wang Dafu remained silent, facing the wall with his hands behind his back, as Gao Bin handcuffed him.

Gao Bin walked towards the corridor leading to the office building, intending to see if there were any remaining members of the Communist Party.

Just as Gao Bin placed his hand on the doorknob, the sound of shattering glass rang out. He instinctively wrapped his entire body in armor, but the powerful armor that could withstand armor-piercing rounds seemed to turn into tofu at this moment, offering no protection whatsoever and being directly pierced through.

Gao Bin tried to get up, but found that his body was as if it had been under general anesthesia, and he couldn't exert any strength at all. He could even move a finger.

The bio-armor retracted directly under his arm skin, and no matter how he tried to control it with his mind, it didn't react at all.

What hit me?!

Gao Bin was utterly horrified.

"The Corruption Bomb, a special attack weapon invented by our Apostles specifically to target your Asia Alliance's bio-armor technology. Just one is enough to bring the armor into a state of malfunction. How does that feel?"

A familiar voice rang in Gao Bin's ears. He struggled to turn his head to see who was speaking, but the powerful anesthetic in the bullet made it extremely difficult for him to move his neck, and his mind began to become muddled.

Gao Bin tried hard to stay clear-headed. Was he really going to have to say goodbye to this world right after he was reinstated?
No, I still have a chance. The special forces will be here soon. I just need to stall them until they arrive.

In a daze, Gao Bin was placed on a medical stretcher, and at this moment he finally had the chance to see clearly who had done this to him.

It was a face he recognized very well; he had even followed this person not long ago.

"Xu Zhihai".

(End of this chapter)